One Of Us

Author’s Note: ok giving you a warning now this chapter will contain slash, if you don’t like it might I suggest you stick to the FF.net version of this story most of the scene will not be in that version. Also yes yes I know everyone is probably OOC in some way at some point in this fic especially David/Michael just now, but it’s a ‘what if’ fic if ya don’t like go poke another fic I have enough flame of my own with my fire collection I don’t need yours too. Oh and sorry this took so long I just couldn’t get it to where I was happy with it.

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The trip home was, if possible, even more quite then the trip there had been. They all had their reasons though most prevalent in all the boys mind’s was Max and what his decision would be. More members they always welcomed, but potently dangerous new members… well they tended to try and avoid such a thing. Unfortunately they hadn’t entirely managed it hence why they had Laddie though Star had also become a danger with her refusal to become a full vampire.

Star stayed well away from all of them when they got back to their cave for which David was glad, he didn’t feel like dealing with her right now. He propped Michel up against the fountain in the middle of the room before moving to take a seat in one of the near by chairs only to be stopped. A glance at Michael and he found the reason for the stop the younger boy’s hand was holding tightly to his sleeve. “Michael?” he questioned wondering if he was finally starting to come out of it, but he got no response not even a twitch from the once more immobile Halfling. So once more he tried to move away, but the hand just tightened its grip on his sleeve and after a moment he sighed and pulled his youngest childe into his arms once more moving with him to the seat.

He settled once more Michael was in his lap, Marco was in a chair of his own, and Dwayne and Paul were on the small couch. The conversation they were in the middle of was once more about Michael and his brother and weather it was that or him just finally starting to get though the shock he didn’t know, but suddenly the younger boy moved. It wasn’t much, but it was enough that he could feel him shift and settle closer to his chest.

Warm. So very warm. It was nice, so nice. He didn’t want it to go away, it couldn’t go away. He couldn’t take it if this nice warm left. No not left rejected him, like his brother. Michael griped the leather under his right hand trying to make it real; to convince himself it really was there.

He didn’t pause in his talking, but he did tighten his grip on his childe at the hand on his jacket. David didn’t know quite why it had affected the other boy this badly to have his brother do what he had done, but it had and that was all he cared. Any sign that the Michael he had teased only days before was still in there, or that the other was still ‘alive’ in anyway was fine really.

As the time passed though Michael kept… twitching. At last that was the best word he could think of for it. Michael’s hand would tug on his jacket, he would shift his grip on the jacket, he would try to burrow his head into his chest more… he would just shift a bit in some way. It was starting to get a bit distracting as time wore on though especially when the hand /not/ tangled in his jacket was suddenly under both his jacket and shirt. He tried his best to ignore it, but the more the hand explored the more he started to realize there wasn’t just a ‘nothing’ or even that ‘something’ over the bond from Michael. It was a… a longing he supposed was the best term.

Really it had been so long since he had felt anything like it it took him even that long to realize /what/ it was. Between that and the hunger and restlessness he was starting to feel from the other three Lost Boy he decided it was time for them to leave for a bit. He held up his hand silencing the other three “We can talk this in circles all night or you all can go find some food and some fun. Your hungry and who knows..” David smirked “..maybe you can find the brother while you are out and have a bit of fun with him.”

He could see the indecision, but he knew he needed them to leave if not for his sake before their feeling drove him up a wall then Michael’s. “Why don’t you take Star and Laddie with you, drop them off along your way someplace fun.” He added pointedly as Michael visibly shifted this time causing him to have to force back the spike of lust at where that wondering hand had landed.

It didn’t take any of the much work to realize that David wanted alone time with Michael to see if he could get him back. Still he was a member of their pack and none of the other boys wanted to leave when he was like this. Another glance at David though and none of them could say no to him, they might be worried for Michael, but this was David, their leader their sir they couldn’t easily say no to him n a normal basis must less when he was being so serious.

David waited till the other boys, Star, and Laddie were well and gone before he turned his attention fully to Michael which took some time really since Star didn’t want to leave. In the end Dwayne put her over his shoulder and carried her out. Much as he didn’t like having to touch her it was David’s order and he would do what had too to make sure his orders were followed, and David knew it too and he made a note to thank their self appointed pack protector(3). With them gone his attention was solely on the Halfling shifting rather temptingly now in his lap. “Michael.” He was careful to keep his tone low trying to get his childe to talk to him not frighten him.

He heard the voice. It sounded… familiar, comforting even. Michael tightened his grip on the jacket in his right hand, but didn’t actually say anything. Still the voice spoke again, called him again and he finally lifted his head looking up to meet that gaze, yes that gaze he knew it. It’s owner almost seemed relieved too when he looked up, but he didn’t actually reply and he saw more then heard David call him again.

Still no reply and he was starting to worry again. He had been glad when Michael met his gaze, but he wasn’t saying anything still and it was worrying and frustrating. David sighed and made to stand up only to be stopped once more by the Halfling in his lap, but this time it was pure uninhibited panic. “I’m not going anywhere Michael.” He promised, but the look of fear and panic in his eyes and the barrage of both over their link proved he didn’t believe it. “Michael, I just want to move..” he coaxed, his words cut off mid sentence though when his childe finally spoke.

“Please. Don’t leave me too.”

It was a quite plea, but he could hear the words easily with his improved hearing and the quite of the cave around them. “I’m not leave you I promise you Michael. I made you, you are my childe my youngling, you won’t get rid of me that easily.” David informed him. Weather Michael finally believed the words though or what he wasn’t sure, but suddenly the Halfling shifted pressing their lips together. He had felt that want earlier when he sent the boys away with Star and Laddie, but it had gone away rather quickly after and now it had come back just as suddenly. He didn’t have any complaints, but this didn’t seem like Michael. He had followed Star, seemed rather interested in her even. Frankly he would have put this to that brother of his before him, but here he was kissing him and he wasn’t showing any signs of hesitance as that hand from earlier put pressure on his crotch. He pulled back from the kiss forcing Michael to meet his gaze and hated the tears that appeared almost instantly “Michael…”

“Please…” Michael begged he wanted, needed to know David was there that he wouldn’t leave him “Please David…” he buried his face in his sir’s chest thinking he had upset him. He just wanted to know he was there…

This… confusion wasn’t something David knew, it wasn’t something he could ever remember dealing with. Still Michael seemed serious about wanting well /this/ and he was finally talking again, responding again, he supposed it couldn’t truly hurt. He wrapped a hand around the younger’s chin pulling him up to face him “I’m not leaving just moving, /we’re/ just moving.” He promised before pressing their lips together once more.

Before Michael could protest he had pulled them both up once more that chair was just not a good place for anything but sitting. He took them down one of the few tunnels that they had found and made since moving into the old hotel taking them too another small dirt chamber. It was like the one that he and the boy’s slept in really just it didn’t have the pole the clung too. He settled Michael onto his own feet and the dark haired boy almost immediately latched onto him again and started tugging on his clothes even. Immortal or not he was still only a male and a demand like that he just couldn’t turn down any longer. David returned the kiss and set to work helping Michael rid both of them of their clothes.~~~

Warm, so very warm and yet at the same time not. At least that’s what Michael thought about David’s body now that his brain was registering a bit more. Still it wasn’t unpleasant, actually he rather liked it in truth wanted more of it. When David pulled away from the kiss though he couldn’t help the confused look he offered him especially when there were suddenly fingers in his mouth when he opened it to protest. A command of ‘Suck on them Michael’ was all it took to make him do just that, but it took them being withdrawn again and one finding it’s way to his opening before it truly registered what David was doing.

He couldn’t care less about pain, and if it was any of the others he wouldn’t have cared either. This was Michael though. Michael the youngling, Michael the Halfling, Michael the one who had begged for the attention though for what reason he still wasn’t entirely sure. He just didn’t think pain would be good for his childe just now. Michael wasn’t going to make it easy on him though it looked like not if he was going to stay all tense on him like that. “Michael, you have to relax” he coaxed as he backed them up till the other’s back was against one of the wall.

It wasn’t a bad feeling, an odd one yes, but not bad. Still odd was odd and even if he had, did, want this it didn’t stop the odd. The shiver that ran Michael’s spine when his naked back met the cold dirt wall actually caused him to tense up farther. It was so cold, so unforgiving, he didn’t like it. But then David’s lips were back again and his attention was diverted from the cold unforgiving wall and the odd didn’t seem quite so important anymore.

David was trying, but really even he only had so much patience even for his own childe so he was rather glad when he felt Michael starting to untense and relax. He managed to keep his patience long enough to stretch him properly with first the single finger, then two, and finally three by focusing on other parts of the other. It was a bit odd to him to see his pale skin against Michael’s more tanned skin. He knew once he became a true vampire instead of just a Halfling the lack of sun and his state would take away any tan. Right now though he was rather enjoying the unusual site.

Michael wasn’t just sitting –or standing– still either though. He kept running his hands over every part of David they could reach. The older male was working on killing that doubt, the rejection and loss in him, but it was still there right now and while it was he was just waiting for this to be some dream. Waiting for it to end and for David to disappear leaving him alone. He didn’t want to be alone.

Suddenly though it was all gone. As odd as the fingers felt at first they were actually starting to feel rather good especially when they had found something that sent sparks though all of him. They were gone now though and David’s lips were gone too. It really had been a dream he really was alone. After what seemed like forever though a call of ‘Michael’ forced him to open his eyes, actually he hadn’t even realized he had closed them to begin with.

“Keep them open Michael” David informed his childe. He seemed to drift off into his own world when he closed his eyes and David hadn’t liked it, it was why he had stopped. It didn’t take but a couple of seconds though before Michael was on him once more having covered the small space he had made by steeping away. He couldn’t help slight amusement, the dark haired male just hadn’t seemed at all like the ‘clinging’ type and even if his brother had rejected him he didn’t know how such a thing could change someone so much.

Well he wasn’t going to really object, what ever the reason it was more then Michael had done since then and if he got to have a bit of fun because of it too it was all the same to him in the end. At least at this point it was, he could only be ‘nice’ and ‘good’ for so long before he just reverted to the personality he had developed over his years of walking the night with the other Lost Boys.

Suddenly the cold wall was back, but this time the ground wasn’t under his feet chilled hands held him from it. When David didn’t continue on fast enough though he couldn’t help another plea for him to “Please David..” Michael was begging now, but he couldn’t actually care. It had started with wanting David closer but now it was more then just that, then just the promise that he wasn’t and wouldn’t be alone, now his body felt on fire with the other’s touch and he wanted that quenched now too.

David didn’t even try to fight off the smirk this time, this was much better then the ‘dead’ Michael any day. He shifted the younger male’s hips with his hands to make for a better angle and pressed his hips forward. He was forced to pause not even half way in at the resistance and it took him a moment to realize what the sudden shot of.. well not quite pain but defiantly discomfort at least from Michael was about.

It took a few moments, but it faded and he felt Michael relax once more and he pressed forward the rest of the way. He was /trying/ to be ‘patent’ and ‘nice’ but even if he was as attached to Michael as he was and could feel generally what he was even that wasn’t doing much for either anymore.

He had wanted this, still did even, but this hurt he wasn’t liking in the least. If he had been anymore in his right mind Michael would probably never had even thought of doing this, not with David. With Star yes, but she wasn’t here David was and in some small part of his mind he decided that that really was better. David had saved him, so he wouldn’t leave him… right?

The pain, the discomfort, they didn’t last very long and not as long as the first time when David stopped. When he felt him pull out most of the way and felt himself filled again, it wasn’t quite ‘good’ though or so his mind informed him at first. It soon got even better though and he dropped his head to the other male’s shoulder. When David shifted their hips again though and hit /something/ in him he dug his nails into David.

David smirked, he might not be a fan of having /nails/ dug into him but what it meant he was having fun with. As worried as he had been about Michael since yesterday it was draining away the more his childe spoke and reacted. He was even letting himself hope that it really wouldn’t be all that hard to get him to feed and not be a Halfling anymore. Not a bad thing as far as he was concerned too, even if turning them had been Max’s plan he wouldn’t mind at all having Michael around, but he wasn’t so sure about his brother stll.

Sudden pain in his shoulder drew him out of his personal fantasy of keeping Michael around and having more fun with him. The muscles in the younger’s arse clamped even tighter around him and he felt his hot seed spill between them. Without thought he dug his teeth into his neck that taste of blood the last ‘push’ he needed as he climaxed spilling into Michael.

It was only after that high from the pleasure faded that he realized that not only had he bit Michael, but Michael had bit him too. Weather he had meant too or not was David didn’t know, but he couldn’t help thinking it was a ‘good sign’ even as he withdrew himself from Michael and settled them both on the floor against the wall.

Michael didn’t even think he just pressed himself as close to David as he could manage all but sitting on the other’s lap in his quest to stay as close to him as he could. Normally he wouldn’t even think of doing such a thing, but right now? Right now like everything else it was just part of his quest to keep David close, to make sure he didn’t leave.

There was still time before the sun rose, but with Michael’s ‘return’, the fun, and not having fed today David was actually feeling rather tired already. He would trust the others to make sure Star didn’t try to come looking for Michael, he knew Dwaye would see to it. Tomorrow he could talk properly with Michael see what had upset him so greatly and maybe if he was lucky get him to feed.

“Rest now Michael.” He informed his childe who didn’t need any more coaxing then that before he snuggled closer to him and drifted off. As odd as it was to have /anyone/ snuggling with him he supposed he could allow it today, but only because it was Michael. With that thought in mind he managed to spend a few minutes just watching the halfling sleep before he let himself drift off too. When the sun went down it would be a new day.

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Author’s Note 2: Ok before anyone jumps me because of the ‘suddenness’ of Michael wanting David like he does I’ll explain it because I /still/ don’t need any more flame. For anyone who doesn’t know any psychology his want of David was an entirely physiological reaction to his rejection his ‘loss’. Want of physical comfort is one of many reactions people can have to loss, death, or in Michael’s case what to him appeared to be the loss and rejection of his brother IE his closest family member. So they may or may not end up together again, or some of the others may or may not end up together, weather they do or they don’t really depends on reviews –what ya’ll think of my ability to even write this decently– and weather it works for the story.

Author’s Note 3: On another note yes I keep calling their group a ‘Pack’ and to me there is a reason for it. They are killers plain and simple killers, /but/ as far as I can tell they kill to live even if they do enjoy the killing too they don’t seem to just kill to kill like so many humans are want to. They kill to eat more like animals. Which makes them seem less ‘human’ and more like a ‘pack’ of animals like say wolves. This is also why Dwayne is the ‘Pack Protector’ or maybe the IE he’s the one with the muscle who follows the alpha’s orders and protects all the younglings –or in this case younglings and Halflings– which I just see as what Dwayne and /Maybe/ Paul doing.

Liea – I can watch my spelling and grammar all day, but sadly it never seems to do much. I do what I can with it between trying to reread it after I type it and writing in Word Docs, but not even that can help my horrible spelling. I’m sure if I could manage a beta for any of my stories it would be a good thing, but I never can seem to find one. Gomen

Kage – distractions abound for me sadly and so do computers having to go to the shop. While I’m still not entirely happy with this chapter I think I’m as happy as I’m going to get so hope you enjoy it :)